(One hundred and forty-three) Use blue and white porcelain as cover

Style: Romance Author: Tsing Yi SuzakuWords: 2050Update Time: 24/01/10 19:24:29
Wu Qiuyue knew Aunt Zhang's thoughts very well and agreed wholeheartedly. Zhang Xuewen stood silently beside him, with an impatient expression on his face. Zhang Yongsheng saw all this but could not persuade him. After all, the affairs between them as husband and wife are not allowed to be discussed by outsiders.

As soon as he returned to the family area of ​​the freight station, Zhang Yongsheng received a call from Tang Jiawei, saying that the match with King Li had been arranged. The specific time is scheduled for August 25th, which is also the third game that night. Since Zhang Yongsheng has no boxing record, this is a special invitational match with a starting prize of one million.

Zhang Yongsheng doesn't care too much about the bonus, but time is very tight. He needs to go to Jiangyuan one day in advance, and now it is less than a week before the start of the game. So he sorted out the things in his hands and decided to seize the time to deal with it in the past few days.

The first thing is relatively simple, it is the blue and white porcelain picked up from the ancient tomb. He doesn't understand antiques and can't judge whether things are authentic or fake. But he had a hunch that this blue and white porcelain bowl must be real. This matter needs to be handled by Liang Aiping. She has special channels.

Seeing Zhang Yongsheng take out the blue and white porcelain bowl wrapped in newspaper, Liang Aiping was slightly surprised: "Where did you get this? It looks like it is quite old."

Zhang Yongsheng nodded, turned the bottom of the bowl over, and explained: "I found it beside the ancient tomb when I visited the tomb. It must be six or seven hundred years old, so it should be worth a lot of money."

Liang Aiping looked at the bottom note, frowned and said: "If it is real, it is really worth a lot of money, at least one or two million. If it is fake, or a modern imitation, it is worthless." .”

Wu Qiuyue, who was sitting next to her, said, "Sister Ping, is this thing valuable?"

Liang Aiping nodded and said: "If it is true, it is very valuable. Judging from this signature, it can still be left for six to seven hundred years, and it is from an official kiln, which is worth more than one million at least. In the same era, there are no civilians who have no signature." The kiln is much worse, but tens of thousands of yuan is definitely no problem.”

Wu Qiuyue thought for a moment and said, "If it's this kind of signature, I think I have one at home."

"Do you have such bowls at home?" Zhang Yongsheng was shocked. If they appeared in batches, they were probably more likely to be fakes and would be worthless.

Wu Qiuyue shook her head and said: "It's not a bowl, it's a jar. It was given to my mother when she got married. She used it to make a pickle jar. When I was cleaning it, I saw this kind of inscription on the bottom of the jar."

"Jar?" Liang Aiping suddenly became interested: "How big is the jar, what is its shape, and what color is it on? If possible, it would be best to bring it to me to have a look."

Wu Qiuyue made some gestures and said: "It's probably like this, it's also blue and white. I can't tell you the pattern, but it's very complicated anyway. How much can this kind of jar be worth? Can it be worth millions?"

Liang Aiping nodded and said: "If the jar is real, it will be worth much more than the bowl. One million is certain. If the shape of the vessel is intact and beautiful, four to five million is also possible. It depends on the condition."

"What's the quality of my bowl? How much is it worth?" Zhang Yongsheng asked.

Liang Ai'ai thought for a while and said: "If it is true, this kind of appearance should be worth 1.2 to 1.5 million. It looks like it is real to me, but I can't tell the details. I am just a player in this aspect. , it’s not very professional, you have to find an expert in the antiques trade to get a valuation.”

Zhang Yongsheng nodded and explained his plan to use antiques to package himself. The plan is actually very simple. It is to find a reason to get rich in the name of antiques, and wait for my parents to come back and explain the origin of the money. His parents will be back before the Chinese New Year, and it will be very troublesome if they don't make arrangements in advance.

Liang Aiping smiled and said: "This is very simple. When the time comes, I will accept it and give you a price of one or two million, and they will not suspect anything. Even if it is fake, it doesn't matter, it is all for nothing."

Zhang Yongsheng said with great joy: "That's great. One or two million is enough to fool them. They haven't read a book, so they definitely don't understand the authenticity of antiques. They can cover it up in a few words."

Liang Aiping rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly: "You are just a ghost. You are not good at reading and taking exams, but you are good at fooling your parents."

Wu Qiuyue asked: "What about mine? I can ask my brother to bring the blue and white porcelain jar to Yunshan. Can you give me an estimate of the price?"

Liang Aiping nodded and said: "Let me take a look. It's okay to simply estimate the price, but I can't be sure. If I want to make a move, I have to find someone in the antique shop to look at it. We have poor transportation in Yunshan, so people have to rush here. It also takes time, and results cannot be obtained in a day or two.”

Wu Qiuyue hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll let him bring the things over first. If it's true, I'll mobilize them to take action. A family with millions will be much better off."

Zhang Yongsheng asked with some confusion: "Is your family short of money? If it is true, this is a family heirloom. Although a few million is a lot, it is easy to get nothing. Didn't I give you one million?"

Wu Qiuyue explained: "I have no problem spending the money myself. If I give it to them, how can I explain it? I don't even dare to tell your brother about this, let alone them. There are many brothers and sisters in my family, the two brothers and two sisters above , life is not very good, it will be much easier if you have money."

Zhang Yongsheng sighed: "Every family has its own difficulties, and every family has its own difficulties. If you really want to take action, I won't stop you. Anyway, you have to think about it and discuss it with your family. This thing belongs to your father. Damn it, don’t let another family turn against each other for this little money, this kind of thing happened in our family area.”

Liang Aiping also warned: "Yong Sheng is right, Qiuyue, you need to think more and communicate with your family. We are on the first floor. The two brothers fought over this house when they met, and the police came to arrest him. The laughingstock of the whole family area. It’s not easy for a family to be together, so don’t get into conflicts over such trivial matters.”

Wu Qiuyue nodded and said: "I will call back later to explain the matter clearly. It is up to my parents to decide whether to take action. The main reason is that their life is too difficult, and I can't bear to see them like this."

After making arrangements for the blue and white porcelain, Zhang Yongsheng tidied up and went to find Zhao Yunfei with three ancient books. Zhao Yunfei spent the afternoon practicing in the woods in the park. It was close to the river and shaded by trees, so the temperature was cooler. After practicing, he could also take a nap by the tree, which was quite leisurely.

When Zhang Yongsheng arrived, Zhao Yunfei was training in full swing. He took off his T-shirt, revealing his strong tendons, and he was beating like a tiger with every move, with beads of sweat sliding on the surface of his skin. On a whim, Zhang Yongsheng jumped up behind Zhao Yunfei and slapped him with his palm.

Zhao Yunfei reacted quickly, fought back and punched Zhang Yongsheng in the nose. When he saw it was Zhang Yongsheng, he immediately became excited and punched with all his strength. Zhang Yongsheng took a step back to distance himself. He put his left hand behind his back and faced the enemy with only his right hand. His palms made layers of shadows in the air.